Fated To Not Just One But Three novel Chapter 74

Chapter 74: Another Gift

Olivia's POV

The sheets still held the scent of them, wild and masculine, uniquely theirs. Lennox's smoky cedar, Levi's sharp pine, and Louis's warm amber.

I curled into the faint imprint of where Lennox had been, pulling the sheet closer, eyes fluttering shut.

What would it be like…

To wake up every morning tangled in their arms, not accidentally, not from instinct, but because they wanted me there.

Because they loved me.

I imagined it—

Waking slowly to the sound of quiet breathing and the weight of an arm around my waist. Lennox's low, gravelly voice murmuring, "Morning, love," against my neck as he pressed a lazy kiss there.

Levi would grumble something about five more minutes, but still shift closer, pulling me tighter into the heat of his body, his lips brushing over my shoulder like he couldn't help himself.

Louis, the quietest of them, would already be watching me when I opened my eyes, his thumb stroking along my hip, slowly like I was something delicate. "Did you sleep well, sweetheart?" he'd whisper.

They'd kiss me good morning. Hold me for a few minutes.

They'd tease each other. Fight over who got the first kiss, who got to feed me breakfast, who got to touch me next.

I'd feel wanted.

Cherished.

Loved.

Not like a burden. Not like a mistake.

A knock pulled me violently from my thoughts.

I blinked as the door creaked open, and Nora peeked inside, followed by Lolita.

"Luna Olivia?" Nora asked, eyes flicking briefly to my naked form lying on the bed. She didn't comment, only stepped in quickly, concern shadowing her expression. "Is your fever gone?"

"Yes," I murmured, sitting up slowly. "I feel fine now."

Lolita approached with a towel in her arms, eyes filled with relief. "That's good. You scared us last night."

I gave a small nod, rubbing my temples. "Help me get dressed?" I asked quietly.

They didn't hesitate. Nora fetched a soft lavender dress, one of the few I actually liked wearing, and Lolita brought fresh undergarments and a brush for my hair. They didn't say much, only helped me to my feet.

When Lolita began brushing through my hair, Nora knelt in front of me, lacing up the shoes she'd selected.

"I'll prepare something light for you," she offered. "Maybe fruit and tea?"

I gave her a soft smile. "Thank you."

But even as they fussed over me like they used to—gentle hands, worried eyes—all I could think about was what it would be like to walk into that dining room and see them look at me the way mates were supposed to look at their mate.

Not with anger.

Not with resentment.

But with love. With hunger. With care.

Gods, what I wouldn't give to live in that version of the world. Even just for a day.

Even just for a lie.

"Luna?" Lolita's voice was soft. "You ready?"

I nodded, standing slowly as they finished.

I stared at myself in the mirror. I looked presentable, but inside I felt hollowed.

"Thank you," I said to Nora and Lolita before slowly leaving my chambers and making my way to the dining room.

Entering the dining room.

They were all there.